Levon Helm - Poor old dirt farmer

^COh the poor old dirt farmer, ^Fhe's lost all his ^Ccorn And now where's the money to ^Gpay off his ^Cloan? He lost all his ^Gcorn, can't pay off his ^Cloan ^FHe lost all his ^Ccorn

^CWell the poor old dirt farmer, ^Fhe only grows ^Cstone He grows them on down till they're ^Gbig enough to ^Croll He rolls them on ^Gdown to the taxman in ^Ctown ^FHe rolls them on^C down

^CNow the poor old dirt farmer, h^Fe's left all a^Clone His wife and his children they ^Gpacked up and ^Cgone Packed up and ^Ggone, he's left all ^Calone ^FThey packed up a^Cnd gone

^CWell the poor old dirt farmer, ^Fhow bad he must ^Cfeel He fell off his tracker up ^Gunder the ^Cwheel And now his ^Ghead, shaped like a ^Ctread ^FBut he ain't quite ^Cdead

^CWell the poor old dirt farmer, ^Fhe can't grow no ^Ccorn He can't grow no corn cause he ^Gain't got a ^Cloan He ain't got a ^Gloan, he can't grow no ^Ccorn ^FHe ain't got no ^Cloan